I’m burning twenties like a kid with ants in his pants and a magnifying glass. Memories of Hendrix in a rainbow shirt glance off the refrigerator magnets in a ricochet blaze of Saturday sun between seasonal showers. In each life a senator will betray a Caesar, a song will dictate loyalty and a serious contender will bank the eight ball after hours. Talk about me, burn my ears to keep warm, bring a second cup to the morning’s wish, my brother watches volcanoes cool the air while I gargle The Star-Spangled Banner with mint mouthwash on live radio. Grey suits the wolves at the door, black cat prepares to take their tongues. — WILL SCHMIT
Will Schmit is a Midwestern folk poet transplanted to the Redwood forests of Northern California. Will has been performing and coaching poetry, in between bouts of learning to play the saxophone, for nearly forty years. Will’s most recent recording Fix My Car A Spoken Word Mythology is available for streaming at Spotify, iTunes, and at www.schmitbooks.com